Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-05-27
Mr.. AND MRS. nowsER.


I'rue. there are times when he is piuht-
poken and inconsistent. but there are
,ther times when he Is an angel. For
Instance, he came home the other day
With very tender smile on his face,
,issed me in an unexpected and Wig
,rous manner, tickled the baby IN the
lbs, and then exclaimed:
Guess what it is. Mrs. Bowser.
..What!'
whats in this parcel?"
couldn't guess, and after teasing
ne for few m nutes he put his arm
round me and chuckled:
ut is for my popsy-wopsy-wifey,
ind had 'em send to New York for
t! Give me kiss right on the chin!'
| 1t was a lace collar, and the price
mark of 1922 had been carefully left on
t. tried hard to keep SIN ling face
md not let him see my disappointment.
md succeeded pretty well. He had
yonc to some esta blishment where they
lad put up a job on him. could have
bought that same collar for 30 when 1T
vas ia style, and now the style was two
years old. They simply pretended to
,end away for it, and they charged
lim 1922 under the idea that he was
some country widowcr. l felt like
crying, bat managed to say:
Now, dear. how good and thought
'ul of you! You are the best of hus-
oands!'
.Of course am, my pet. Didn't l
| marry YOU for pure lovep And isn't a
owing husband one OF the best of hus-
bands? We are to go over to Sykoff
o-night to progressive euchre party,
and got the collar just in good time.
You'll be the envy of all the ladies.
II p-la! incest little wife and prettiest
baby in the world!"
/ wanted to get out of wearing that
collar without injuring his feelings,
and so sent mother down to exchange
{. She could find nobod, to take it,
out brought home one for 81 which
would do very well. considering that L
am a plain woman and never attempt
any style. Poor, dear Bowser couldn t
tell the difference but when he saw me
with it on he patted me on the head
and observed:
|
haven't got taste and don't know
what becomes you! Now you look like
lady! Now you have some style
about you! And just remember that l
selected that pattern?'
l pra sed him and called him my
lear Bowser. and he went about the
house looking so happy that the cook
finally came in to me and whisperingly
inquired:
'Have you telephoned yet?"
"To whom--for what?"
ITO the police!"
"What for?"
"To be on hand in case he becomes
dangerous. Tn expecting ever m mute
when he WI give grand yell and
rush for the AK and chop us to pieces!
"Why, Sarah, nothing ails Mr.. Bow
SER"
well, hope mott hope not, but
shall leave the back door open and be
prepared to run When some folks are
On the point of going crazy they smile
and grin and act up just as he is doing
o-day.
AS rule, when am getting ready
o go out with Mr.. Bowser he jumps up
from the supper table to give his boots
,hree rubs with the brush-to wallor
his hair with the comb for fifteen
'econds-to RIB his plug hat on hi:
elbow, and then begin on me with:
Come, now. but we shall be late!
never saw how long it does take YOU tt
get ready! l suppose you'd want to
stop and primp and paint and look Just
as nice if you were going to be hung"
This evening lie took twenty minutes
to get himself ready, and then tool
down his cigar and said:
No hurry, dear! Take all the time
you want to. If we happen to be late
I'll telephone for coupe to take u.
over.n
On the way over to Svkoff's Mr.. Bow,
ser put his arm around me, and kissed
he baby before we started, and he said
20 the cook as he went out:
Sarah. if your John Henry come
around this evening you can open ;
bottle of that wine, and tell him III
pay the preacher when you are ready
20 be married."
would that l could continue the
record of Mr.. Bowser's good deeds ,
Few hours longer, but | must stick t.
The truth. The evening was not hal
over when | observed change on hi.
face and realized that something wa.
wrong. We had scarcely left the hous,
after the party broke up when he gave
ny arm p nch and exclaimed:
: Now, then, | want you to under
stand that this is the last inferno
euchre party you will ever drag M,
off to.
"Why, dear, what's the matter?"
Don't why dear me, for | Won
stand it! You looked like Eastwood
stick and felt like fool, and we hac
no bus ness goingn'
''But you wanted to go"
"Oh! l did! Perhaps you are
mind reader! If so, you had bette
start out and run opposition to Bishop
: You know l consented TO come Just l.
: Accommodate you, but l don't do i
again.
t But you were so good. natured al
The afternoon"
Il was. ell! Well, that shows al
+ you know about it. and l won't speal
% YOU again tonight
And he didn' Detroit Free Press
y Why She Went Upstairs.
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